"Me and some of the guys have been chopping away recently." Larry said. He had gathered the group for a meeting.

"Now, We have enough to build a shelter, but I need some people who know HOW to build it," he said.

"I can," Christian said,"built one myself a while back."

"Yeah, I helped my dad a few years back, I might can help."

"I worked construction a while back, I can help."

"I might also need some people to help lift things, do simple stuff like that."

"Sure," said another man, one of the flight attendants,"I can help."

"That's the last one!" John said as he put down the box.

"Any progress?" asked Caleb.

"No, the firewall is actually very impressive! But I'll get through sometime."

"Great, we've almost got the outline, now let's start trying to get these stumps out, or at least make em' smaller," Christian instructed.

Larry helped two others chop the last of the trees out of that where in the way.

The woman began to practice using the stretcher.

3 days later.

"Good job guys!" Larry said.

"We're about half way done with the walls already!"

"If we keep it up, we can be done in a week!"

Larry continued talking, but Caleb and John where having a different conversation.

"We need to go after Ross, he'll be back if we don't take care of him now, before he gets to far away," Caleb said, "Besides, we have guns now."

"I agree, but we'll need some help."

"I could come, I've done some hunting, plus we all just came from a world where you shoot straight or you die. I could come."

"If anyone has a shot ready, take it," John said.

Ross walked at a slow pace. He had actually waited outside the camp by just 1 mile so he could keep an eye on the people. He considered taking someone hostage or something, but he decided to leave once they had come back with the guns. Who knows where they ad gotten them.

He turned his head. He thought he had heard something.

He kept walking, probably just an animal.

He heard it again, this time he turned around.

The three men ran from their cover. "Put the guns down!"

Ross obeyed, and put his pistol on the ground.

But then, he quickly whipped up his gun and shot several bullets at the men.

Two hit the man in the face.

Caleb knelt to see if he was okay.

John fired off three shots at Ross, all hit their target.

Ross fell to the ground, his whole chest covered in blood.

But then, he stood up, the blood going back into the wound, as if it where being played backwards.

Soon there was almost no sign of the blood, he got up and ran.

"He's dead," Caleb said. "Dead. I didn't even know the man's name and he died. Ross will pay for this."

Ross continued walking.

He came to a small cliff, this was the place. They said that once he reached it, he was to climb up it, then the building would be there.

His mind thought back to the first time he had ever healed, over 6 years ago.

"AAAAAAAAHH!" the soldier next to Ross yelled, "We're gonna die! We're never gonna get out of here! We're doomed!"

The other man was solemn faced. He knew the reality.

Ross was crouched behind the barrier.

The other man just wouldn't shut up.

The man on the ground was their leader, their commander. But now he was dead. And now Ross was in charge.

"I'm running for it! I can't handle being trapped like sitting ducks!"

He sprinted out.

Ross followed him, staying low to the ground.

He grabbed the man by his shoulders and yanked him back.

He threw him to the ground.

But he had already been exposed to the enemy fire to long. A bullet soared through the air and slammed into his skull.

He hit the ground, eyes wide, a bullet in his head.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" the other soldier screamed.

But it was cut short, a sniper had picked him off.

The last soldier charged out, knowing he was dead either way.

A few hours later.

Ross groaned. What had happened?

There was a blood stain from where he had just been laying. Somehow, he had lived.

"Whew!" Ross said as he pulled himself onto the rock shelf.

He had thrown his gun up before him.

"That was harder than it looked like it'd be!" he said.

But he had made it, either way.

Suddenly, he heard a whizzing noise. A tranquilizer of some sort slammed into his stomach.

He hit the ground with a thud. The last thing he felt was the thing that had just been shot into him slowly going into his stomach. His last thought was, "What is it doing to me? I'm not healing!"

To be continued....

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Quoting Caleb Anju
Great episode! BTW, there's a typo in the part where it shows Ross walking:
"Ross walked at a slow pace. He had actually waited outside the camp by just 1 mile so he could keep an eye on the people. He considered taking someone hostage or something, but he decided to leave once they had come back with the guns. Who knows where they ad gotten them."
The typo is: Who knows where they "ad" gotten them.

Quoting Caleb Anju
Great episode! BTW, there's a typo in the part where it shows Ross walking:
"Ross walked at a slow pace. He had actually waited outside the camp by just 1 mile so he could keep an eye on the people. He considered taking someone hostage or something, but he decided to leave once they had come back with the guns. Who knows where they ad gotten them."
The typo is: Who knows where they "ad" gotten them.

Great episode! BTW, there's a typo in the part where it shows Ross walking:
"Ross walked at a slow pace. He had actually waited outside the camp by just 1 mile so he could keep an eye on the people. He considered taking someone hostage or something, but he decided to leave once they had come back with the guns. Who knows where they ad gotten them."
The typo is: Who knows where they "ad" gotten them.